JAY-Z, DMX - Money, Cash, Hoes lyrics

Turn the lights all the turn the
Lights all the way down (yeah)
What? (yeah, yeah, yeah) uh huh, yeah (Uh)
C'mon, uh huh, such a deep flow (Grrr)
C'mon, yeah, c'mon, yo, yo

J-A-Y, I flow sick (Uh)
Fuck all y'all haters, blow dick
I spit's the game for those that throw bricks
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, chicks
(What?)
Sex, murder and mayhem romance for the street
(Uh, huh)
Only wife of mines is a life of crime
And since
Life's a bitch in mini-skirts and big chests
How can I not flirt with death? That's
That's life's enigma, long as life within us
We gon' sin a lot and
Pray that Christ forgive us, fuck it
Ice the wrist and raise the


Price on these niggas
Y'all can't floss on my level
I'll invite you all to get with
Us if your ball is glitter
When I go all the Harlem
Playas wall my picture (Uh, huh)
If you get close enough
You can read the scripture
It reads: "Money, cash, hoes"
How real was that nigga? (What)

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Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes (C'mon)
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Flavors robust, platinum and gold touch
Yeah I rap now, fast money done slowed up
Niggas try to stop Jay-Z to no luck
Roc-A-Fella forever, CEO, what! (what?)
Us the villains? Fuck your feelings
While y'all playa hate we
In the upper millions what's the dealings?
(huh) It's like New York's been soft
Ever since Snoop came through
And crushed the buildings
I'm trying to restore the
Feelings fuck the law, keep dealing
More money, more cash, more chilling
I know they gon' criticize the
Hook on this song like I give a fucki'm just
A crook on this song
Bed-Stuy Brook Nam took on the world
Shit, I led a life you can write a book on
Sex, murder and mayhem
Romance for the street
Man, and I tell ya, it'll be the best-seller
What!

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Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes (C'mon)
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Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes (C'mon)
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(What) hoes (What) hoes (What)

D-M-X and my dogs bite
Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all night
Thugs for life, one night with this rap shit
Let 'em go and I bet they know what'll happen
When we clap shit
Acting like we owe 'em something
Then we show 'em something talking greasy
I think they found 'em down
The road or something
(Wooh) Fucking with a mad man in a bad mood
Is like fucking with a mad
Dog that wants mad food
And the only thing that's stopping him is you
(WHAT) so the only thing that he'll
Be dropping is you (WHAT)
Chopping in two (COME ON)
Then he drop it to Clue
And the response from the street:
This is one dog that loves raw meat (woo)
But getting back to, just 'cause I
Love my niggas i shed blood, for my niggas
Let a nigga holla, "where my niggas?"
All I'ma hear is "right here my nigga!"

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes (What)
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Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes (C'mon)
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(What) hoes (What) hoes (What)
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Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes (C'mon)
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(What) hoes (What) hoes (What)

Roc-A-Fella shit uh huh uh huh, Ruff Ryders
Pa pause my nigga Swizz
Uh huh, uh huh don't stop, beatch
Uh, uh huh, yeah respect the game yo

Okay okay okay
So now the guy's working for Jay-Z
Making hot songs
But any type of trouble he gets in
He runs to Jay-Z
Trouble with the label, he calls Jay-Z
But he still has to come up with
Jay-Z's money every week no matter what
Not selling any records, fuck you pay me
Oh you want me in your video, fuck you pay me
No one's coming to your shows huh
Fuck you pay me
And then what do you do when you
Can't borrow another dollar from the label?
You can't sell any singles in the stores?
You light a matchyou blow the joint explosion